Harry sat at lunch on Sunday, beside Hermione and Ron who were in a heated debate over the herbology assignment. For the first time since Harry had left Malfoy at the infirmary, he spotted the blonde walking in talking to Zabini.

Harry paused mid fork full of apple pie when he caught wiff of the Slytherin. Harrys eyes followed the man all the way to the table.

He was wearing charcoal grey trousers and a plain white button up with a light grey jumper over top. The way the trousers hugged Malfoy's pert arse should have been illegal. And why did Malfoy smell like that. Harrys mouth went dry.

"Uh mate? Are you good? Because you look like you are catching flies like that. " Ron nudged Harry hard until he set his fork down.

"Ron is it... is it just me or does Malfoy smell... stronger today. Like a fresh bowl of peaches and cream?" He swallowed hard watching as the blonde laughed, touching Zabinis arm. Jealousy suddenly sparking inside him.

Ron shrugged, " Yeah. It's definitely stronger than Friday. Probably getting ready for his heat. His scent doesn't effect me like it does you. Being mated already makes everything else smell like it's in the distance unless I concentrate. His scent is trying to draw in any available Alphas before his cycle sets in. By how strong it is even to me, I'm guessing he's only a day or so away. "

Harry gulped, "Right, well I'm going to go over there and make a fool of myself. If he smells like that, it won't be long before someone else notices and makes a move. Then I'll be making a bigger fool of myself by tearing my classmates to shreds."

Ron clapped him on the back, "I still can't figure out why you want the ferret so bad but, go on. Don't you dare bring him back to the dorms. I will not be smelling the two of you all sexed out if it happens. "

"Ha, bloody, Ha Ron." Harry smack him in the arm before getting up and making his way to Slytherin table. Harry placed both hands on the table leaning forward a bit so he could inhale more of Malfoy's heavy aroma.

"Malfoy, glad to see you are doing much better." Harry practically purred and Zabini about choked on his pumpkin juice eyeing him. Good, he was making his intentions obvious.

"Uh, yeah Potter. I'm great. Madam Pomfrey fixed me right up. Not even a scar. So thanks again." Malfoy dismissed him easily turning back to talk to Blaise.

"I can think of a better way for you to thank me." Harry offered suggestively this time turning on a bit of his own pheromones to lure his attention back to him.

"Knock it off Potter. That's not fair and you know it."

"What's not fair, is how god damn good your ass looks in them pants and all I can think about it burying my face between your cheeks, licking up all your slick like a sweet treat and making you come on just my tongue."

Malfoy felt a blush crawl across his face. "Bloody hell Potter. You can't just say shit like that at the lunch table."

"Would you prefer if i demonstrate instead? I mean I'm not against a bit of voyeurism. I just thought maybe you would prefer a bed to a table for the fun stuff." Harry raised one eye brow in question.

"Merlin's beard! Potter!" Malfoy sputtered as Blaise actually let out a snort.

"Why don't we take a walk? You're scent is about to draw every available Alpha in a ten mile radius. At least if we're outside and your walking with me it won't be as potent." Harry offered. "Besides. There's something I'd like to talk to you about. If you'll excuse us Zabini. " He nodded to Malfoy's friend.

Malfoy looked like he was going to attempt to argue until his eyes fell on the Hufflepuff table and several of the boys were looking his way. "Right, okay. Come on then Potter. We can take a walk by the lake."

Malfoy cut between two tables and stood beside Harry and let out an undignified squeak when his arm wrapped around his waist easily and possessively. Harry was sure to let his scent wash over Malfoy so there was no questions on his intentions on getting the blonde alone.

"You really should use a scent blocker when you are so close to your heat cycle. You smell like you are begging to be fucked on every surface in this castle and I'm finding it hard to resist giving into that exact desire. " Harry said easily as they headed out the large doors and onto the front lawn making their way to the water.

"Potter, do you hear yourself? In what world would you want to fuck me? We hate each other."

Harry didn't let the Slytherin escape his hold. He kept him close to his body as they walked, the Alpha in him soaking in the sweet smell of the omega beside him. "Malfoy, I have never hated you. Been annoyed by you. Pissed off by you. But never hate. We were kids fighting a war Malfoy. We were on opposite ends. Of course we barely tolerated each other. That's over now. Currently we've been presented with an unique opportunity. Let's be real Malfoy. You need an Alpha to protect you, take care of you while you're here in school, fuck, probably when you are done as well. You are a male omega. Being unmated leaves you at high risk. I need a mate, one who doesn't want me because I'm Harry Potter. I need someone to satisfy my Alpha needs without being a mindless slave. This could be a win win for both of us. Let me spend your heat with you and show you how good this could be. I'll be better than any of the others."

Harry watched a blush crawl across Malfoy's cheeks. He heard him murmur something that he couldn't quite make out. "Malfoy, if you want me to understand you, you will have to take the sock out of your mouth and talk louder. "

"I'm a bloody virgin Potter! There have been no others!" He hissed making Harry stop dead in his tracks.

"Virgin? Like... just never been knotted or ... everything?" Harry was looking at Malfoy like he didn't believe him.

"Don't you dare look at me like that! I... I never let anyone touch me... ever. I mean, I kissed Pansy in fourth year long enough to know I never wanted to kiss another woman in my bloody life. That's it. I don't know why you are so surprised. I mean I am known for expecting the best... and I never wanted ... any of the others as you put it." Malfoy had his hands on his hips, facing Harry, tapping his foot in annoyance.

Harry didn't know what over took him, but in two large steps he was inside of Malfoy's personal space. He wrapped an arm around the smaller man, his other arm coming between their bodies so he could grasp Malfoy's chin. He bent down after watching surprised grey eyes, and let their lips connect.

Malfoy was stiff at first, clearly caught off guard being over powered by the Alpha. Once his brain caught up, he let his body relax into Harrys grasp and let his lips move against the others.

The kiss went from timid to fire hot in only moments, Harry begging for entrance to plunder his mouth. He had to taste him. He had to know if he tasted as good as he smelled. Once Malfoy let him in Harry lost control, mapping and learning every part of the smaller man's mouth. By the time Harry let go, Malfoy's pupils were blown wide, he was panting, lips swollen from Harrys attack.

"Let me see you through this heat cycle Malfoy. Let me show you how good this will be."

Harry watched as the Slytherin slid a hand up his chest, curled it around his neck and brought his face back down to his. "Fine. My terms though. Foreplay only, no matter how hard a beg for your knot. If you can make it through it, and it goes well, I'll take up your offer, to be your Omega. Deal?"

Harry smirked a trademark Malfoy worthy smirk and let this red lips capture pink ones again. "Deal." He whispered letting the world fall away from them.

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"Wait, so Malfoy's a bloody prude? I can't believe that?! Who would have thought? Remember all those rumors fifth and sixth year that he was the 'Slytherin sex god' ?" Ron used air quotes, sitting cross legged on Harry's bed watching him pack a small bag with things he would need while he was locked away with Malfoy for the next few days.

"I was just as surprised as you were. Here I thought I was going to have to find out how good the competition had been, only to find that there was no one. I mean, part of me gets it. He didn't want just anyone, and he talked himself out of any opportunity he may have had."

Ron watched as Harry grabbed a few small vials of clear liquid and stuffed them into his bag. "What was that?"

Harry turned and looked at his best friend, "Uh, well, it's a special lube... for gay men. Makes the stretching process... easier. Though Malfoy set some rules, I'm going to assume I'll need to use my hands or toys to satisfy him enough to stick to that. And well, I want him to like it. I read that sometimes, an omega who is unmated may have a hard time producing enough slick the entire cycle. So just in case. "

Ron let out a long whistle. "Wow mate, you really are going all out for this huh? Means I'll be stuck seeing ferret face all the time. Thank Merlin he seems less like a ponce than the last few years. I would have had to bloody strangle him. "

Harry threw an extra shoe at him. "Be nice Ron. He's still a git, just a hot, fuckable git." Harry laughed and shouldered his bag. "Okay, we'll wish me luck. I'll see you in a few days. Give 'Mione my love." He fist bumped Ron with a side smile. The next few days we're about to make or break the rest of his life.